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    Welcome to my life – (Chapter: Loser)

    3. Loser

    “I think we should hang out tonight”.

    It was lunch and I was sitting with Aiden at the table eating my sandwich.

    Kyla must have told him something, because he couldn’t stop talking about us hanging out.

    I glared at him. “I can’t. I have a daughter, remember? And besides, it’s Monday, we have school tomorrow.”

    “We have a daughter. And my parents can take of her tonight. It’s not a big deal.”

    “Aiden, I told you. I can’t. I have homework. You know, that stuff teachers give you at school.” I know, I was mean, but I really wasn’t in a good mood.

    “I’m not stupid. I know what you mean. But for real, Ash. You haven’t been out with friends in, like, forever.”

    Friends? “Friends”? I raised my eyebrow.

    He looked at me as if I was stupid. Which I’m not, by the way.

    “I don’t have friends, Aiden. And you know it.” God, boys could be so dumb sometimes.

    “What?! Of course you do. You have Kyla and me. And…” He stopped.

    “And…?”There you go.

    “And that’s enough, don’t cha think?”

    “I do think. I don’t need friends. I have family.” Yeah? If you don’t need friends, why are you crying almost every night?

    “See, I told you. Family is the most important. Anyway, you have still our daughter. And me. And Kyla. And your mom. And…”

    “Aiden!”

    “I know, sorry, I’ll be quiet.” He wasn’t always dumb.

    “Umm…Ash?” I glared at him, knowing he wanted something again.

    “Yeah?”

    “Are you going to eat your sandwich?” he said, looking at my unfinished food. God, he could be such an ass. But a cute ass, anyway.

    I gave him the sandwich and watched him with a smirk as he hungrily started eating. That guy was never full. He could eat again and again and again, all the time. But still, he was slim but muscular, with dark hair. I could see why every girl wanted him. Andevery boy, too. I was totally shocked when he told me he was gay. I wasn’t expecting it at all. I mean, he was always with some girl…actually, girls. And hello, he dated ME. Yeah, okay, I dated him even though I was gay too. But Aiden was not the kind of boy that you’d expect to be gay. He could be very popular if he wanted to. But that was not Aiden. He was completely satisfied with just a couple of friends.

    I don’t get it. Everyone knew he was gay and people loved him. So why did they hate me?

    Because you are a loser. And people hate losers.

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